Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

Fight by the name of a witch you have never even heard of, conveyed from Wilhelm's mouth.

Subaru's only known 'witches' are those who crown the six great sins they met in Echidna's graveyard, with the exception of Satella.

No way. Other than that, 'witch' was a blue-hearted thunderbolt to exist.

"So, Mr. Wilhelm says that the witch named Spinks is involved in this witchcraft raid... besides the Bishop of the Great Crimes, is there a witch?

If so, the main force of the enemy is the four Bishops of the Great Crimes with two dead. Even tough power ratios will be hopeless in the form of even more witches being added there.

but Wilhelm raised his hand to that Subaru concern,

"I'm sorry. I didn't have enough words. The existence of the witch Spinks is annihilated during that subhuman war. There's no room for his involvement in this raid."

"Is the witch dead? Are you sure about that? I'm under the impression that it's a witch who pretends to be dead and, on the contrary, is free to die."

The same goes for Satella, who comes out when Subaru touches Taboo, and for Echidna, who was enjoying the post-mortem world at Dream Castle.

It is the witch who, even when heard dead, does not provide coverage at all.

"I don't know what impression Lord Subaru has of a witch, but Spinks, for convenience, is just what he called a witch. There was just the fact that the Royal Army called it that, and that was never the case."

"Does Mr. Wilhelm have a direct knowledge of who we are?

"Several times during the civil war. The end of the subhuman war may be described as a direct cut by taking Spinks' neck. Roswar and Bordeaux, and his wife are the actors."

"Roswar!?

An unexpected name pops up and Subaru peels his eyes off.

Wilhelm caught his jaw at that Subaru reaction and looked just a little farther away.

"I had an affair with my predecessor, Sir Roswar. I wasn't very close at the time... but it was something I took care of."

"On behalf of... oh well. Is Roswar's name a generational hereditary system?"

"Hate, earlier generations died sooner. Afterwards he became alienated, to the extent that modern Sir Mazers knew his face. No, this was an extra story"

Too unexpected a relationship had taken my ear off me, but that's certainly not the point.

When Subaru nodded, Wilhelm went on to say "So".

"It's not spinks, but presumably the spell used belongs to the same lineage. It was called a corpse soldier at the time."

"Corpse soldier... is there a weakness or something?

"To my knowledge, a corpse soldier is just a technique to move a corpse. It doesn't fully reproduce the skill of life, it just degrades the dead, like it reflects the sexual roots of the surgeon."

"But 'Eight Arms' and... the"

Finally.

Wilhelm's wife, who has become a corpse soldier and is blasphemed to death. Rationally, Wilhelm accepted it, and still hesitated to say so from Subaru.

Wilhelm bitterly loosens his lips to such Subaru hesitation.

"Thank you for your attention. But it's necessary. - Yeah, my wife and Kurgan's skills are imminent in life. It's beyond the power of a corpse soldier."

"Then isn't it possible that it's something different from a corpse soldier? Then it also means your wife is not dead..."

"My wife, she's dead. I'm powerless."

It was Subaru who tried to be feminine and hopeful.

The quiet Wilhelm voice trumps such Subaru emotions with one sword.

And beside the old swordsman, there is nothing to speak from Subaru.

"At the time, too, there were very rare things that could not be determined to be just corpse soldiers. I don't know if the procedure is also aptitude or another factor... but that's what you should think of as the strength of the two."

"Do you have a way of knocking it down?

"By the time you have no skin, destroy your flesh. Or a curse in the absence of your body, to decide it. That way the corpse soldier returns to just a corpse. You have to."

The thoughtful voice of Wilhelm could not be heard.

I am conscious of calm and trying to look at what I need to do. - Even though its voice trembles, its clenched fists, its open eyes, it can't hide anything.

"I apologize for the length of time I've been holding back. We cannot keep Master Kursch waiting any longer. Please, proceed."

Wilhelm breaks his hips and indicates the door to the room that was coming right to the front. The deepest room on the fourth floor is the one marked as a break room on the broken plate.

In it, Kursch waits that he called Subaru.

Through the side of Wilhelm, Subaru made a shoe noise towards the door.

No, I feel a long way to the door. There was even a feeling that the soles of the shoes were snapping against the floor and inhibiting Subaru's advancement.

Subaru is clearly aware that that is his weakness, which is whimsical.

"- It's me. I'm Natsuki Subaru. Um, Mr. Krusch?

Knock on the door and call with suspicious voice or reach the other side. There was constant silence, and the door slowly opened from the other side.

It was Ferris who showed his face. However, things are completely different.

"Subaru Kyun......"

Crying red eyes and disturbed chestnut hair. It's not my own all over my body, it was dyed red and black with someone's blood, and I guess I couldn't even afford to wipe that off my colored and white skin. It was also sticky on the cheeks and neck and had blood on it.

Its amazing appearance stuffs my breath unintentionally.

"I heard Mr. Krush is calling for me. So."

"Mm-hmm. Inside, I'm in bed.... Never, just do something extra"

The voice was stiff and even seeped hatred in the second half.

But the hatred is not directed at Subaru. So to speak, it's meant for all directions. Hate everything in this world, the rage of nowhere to go dominates Ferris today.

After a deep breath, Subaru followed Ferris' back back back back inside.

The rest room is not so big. There are two rows of long desks and chairs, and a small room separated by a layout in the back. The bed was in there.

And there she was on a crude bed.

"Hey, Tsuki-san?

A conscious Kursch noticed Subaru entering the room and called his name.

Subaru's throat snaps as she tries to respond to that voice. Be prepared, disguise yourself as calm, and say words that reassure you - as simple as that, you can't do.

"Oh Mi, I'm sorry for your rude outfit..."

"... no. No, I don't... ha. That's not true."

Look at the tense Subaru and apologize with Kursch's weak voice. Panicking about that sad attitude of hers, Subaru raised his voice to fix it.

- In cappella blood, the cursed Krush was in terrible condition.

Black blood vessels appear on the spots on the visible range of skin, such as the neck, hands and feet. It's not hard to imagine that the skin under the towel kettle and clothes is just as damaged. The black blood vessels, which were not even spinning blood, pulsed every now and again, and I could see the thin Krush body tightened as if the snake were nagging.

Her skin, which was white and spotless, is ravaged by ugliness.

Naturally, the damage doesn't just stay from the neck down.

The wretched beauty of Krusch, reminiscent of a riddled, skinny sword - on its left, is the erosion of the spots. What irony, on the right side of her face, remains her beauty. That in turn reveals the contrast between left and right, appealing to the irrationality with which the noble things are tainted.

My eyes are banded to cover my left eye, but underneath it I could even begin to imagine.

"Is this... like me, the dragon's blood curse?

If so, nothing could be more cruel.

That heartache was unlimited because Subaru knew Krush Karsten.

Look down at your right leg. Just like Krusch's skin, his right leg was strewn with black blood vessels on the spots. Subaru's feet, however, have no effect except for their nasty appearance. Neither the pain nor the feeling of pain had been brought to Subaru in any way.

But Kursch is clearly different. I gasp for bitterness, and whenever the spots pulse, I get a bare gesture that bears the pain of exhaling.

"Ferris......"

I look back at him, the highest healing magician in the kingdom, wondering if I can handle it. But Subaru's briefness only hurt Ferris, who bites off his powerlessness.

Bite your lips, put your nails up on your arms and lean down, Ferris. He is the one who understands and regrets his lack of strength in this setting.

If you know the relationship between the two of them, there's no doubt as much that it's after Subaru has tried everything he can think of, such as more ways.

"Mr. Krush... to me, what"

What did she invoke herself for under such difficult circumstances?

I don't think I can do anything. Do you have something to say? You want me to retaliate against the 'lust' that made me see myself like this? Or even one of my grudges against Subaru.

Let's accept being cursed or entrusted with a curse.

To Subaru's inquiry, Kursch opens his mouth to bitterness.

Leaning his body against his lips, he cleared his ears that he would not miss hearing the fine exhalation.

And

"... I'm glad you're okay"

――――

"Me and... same, cursed... listen..."

As relieved, Subaru felt softness dwell in his exhalation.

At the same time I understood what was in my heart and almost died of pity.

I thought it would be easier to blame him.

So I doubted Kursch's integrity and discredited her heart's height. She was just purely worried that Subaru was suffering from the same pain.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Mr. Krusch... eh"

I squeeze out my voice with emotions that are all mixed up, whether I doubted my heart, ended up suffering like this, or couldn't do it on behalf of her who suffers.

He reached out and took Krush's hand, which was placed on his stomach without strength. The black blood vessels don't feel it when I touch them. It was so pitiful to see this distorted look and not change the feel of my skin. It's just...

"Huh...?

"Gu!?

Kursch's exhalation as it fell out, and at the same time the pain ran up Subaru's throat.

Pain like gripping a burnt iron pierces your whole body with your palms at the starting point. Subaru unwrapped Kursch's hand and looked at his painful running palm.

On its palm, there was speckle erosion.

"What...!?

"Show me, Subaru!

Take Subaru's hand groaning at the pain and Ferris ascertains its erosion. The healing light covers its spots, but there are no signs of pain pulling or erosion disappearing. But instead...

"Ferris...... Mr. Krusch's hand!

"Huh...?

Ferris looked at Krush as he caught an eye on Subaru. And when those yellow eyes see the same thing as Subaru, they open up.

From the left hand of Kursch, which Subaru gripped - from the back of his hand, the erosion of the spots had diminished, albeit to a degree of rest.

The change and the thought of looking down at my right hand and behind Subaru's brain pass.

"No way, you moved from Mr. Krush's body to mine...?

I can only assume so. The hand and hand changes touched are positive and negative as they are. There is no doubt that the curse that dwells in Kursch's body has moved towards Subaru.

"So, but it doesn't make any difference to me, does it? I've touched you so many times and so many times just now to see Master Krush's body... wow, to me..."

Ferris shakes his head to the side of Subaru's hypothesis.

It's not a move to rejoice that the potential for healing has sprung up, but to suspect that the hypothesis is wrong. No, I'm sure he's in a different mood.

"I can't put Master Krush at ease..."

"Then one more time, I'll make sure"

Pushing over the werewolf Ferris, Subaru stood before Kursch again. Kursch has moistened eyes at Subaru walking by with a face he still doesn't know what's going on. Svalbard felt like he couldn't see his tense face in the eye of a ship blocked by his eyelids.

Now I gently touched Krush's cheek to be sure again.

"-Good, ooh!

Burning pain that runs magma through the blood vessels, piercing Subaru's brain shortly afterwards. The curse that offends Kursch himself through his fingertips pours in and burns Subaru's nerves.

"but ahh!?

Svalbard shuddered his throat as he exclaimed in an embarrassing and intense pain. The momentum fell back as it was, and the hand I was touching left Kursch.

"Ah, ha ha..."

My lungs draw, my eyes cramp.

Opening and closing his mouth like a fish raised to land, Subaru desperately sought oxygen.

"Shh, Subaru Kyun... are you okay?

Ferris asks Subaru when he sees his breathing begin to calm down. There was room back to the point of ascertaining the feel of the stiff floor, and Subaru managed to wake up his body.

And stare at Krush's face on the bed,

"What do you say, Ferris? Did it work?

"Ah..."

Perfectly, Ferris' hips fall, checking on Krush.

I should have seen it in his eyes, too. Kursch's curse-infested cheeks were only slightly saved from the erosion. If this treatment is possible, we can also rescue Krush...

"No, Master Natsuki..."

Again, Subaru raised his hips to try. But it was not the other Krush himself who stopped the action.

I don't know what her words mean and Subaru tries to ask me what it is.

"Notice, are you not there? Your own hands…"

"- Hands?"

Ask me, I look down on my right hand. And I finally understood the change.

Just like the right leg, skin with black blood vessels running on the spots. That's good. If that's all, it can't be shaky that I was prepared to take over the curse of Krush.

There was just something obviously wrong.

The extent of its erosion is too large compared to the spots removed from Krusch.

The erosion pulled from her body belongs to the back of her left hand and to her left cheek. A change in the extent to which the black blood vessels that were floating have faded has occurred with Subaru touching them.

But on the other hand, Subaru's right arm, which was supposed to have taken it away, had his skin on the upper side of the armpit from his elbow surprisingly covered in spots. Its concentration, obviously, is not comparable.

The rate of curse to take away is not one-on-one. Ten to one is an easy dimension.

"No, but..."

That's another reason to hesitate.

The moment you take on is painful. But if I had to take it to my body this way, I wouldn't see any signs so far that the curse would torment Subaru.

Compared to the continually tormented Kursch, it's moments of pain Subaru suffers. Besides, there's no need to think about the ugliness of this curse, man or woman.

So much so that your right leg or right hand turns black, what would it be to save Krush?

"Dear Natsuki, no. … I can't accept your feelings"

"Don't be silly. I'm just a little spicy. I think it's a much better way to get your body dirty than to get a tattoo and regret it in the future. Even pain can be taken on. Wonder, I'm not even tight. So."

"As long as you continue to do so?... me and Master Natsuki may not be able to fight. That, in the present circumstances, is fatal…"

From us, Krush's judgment guides us about the city and the others. That is logically the right idea, but things are not all divisible by logic.

"Ferris, stop Master Natsuki..."

"Wow, I..."

"Please, because Master Natsuki is needed by someone other than me now..."

"Subaru, if you do your best... kuru, the suffering of Master Kursh"

Confused Ferris' decision puts Krush at the top of his list of priorities, but it's a dead one. No one can blame him. No one here is wrong.

It is wrong that what is not wrong is not right.

"Don't let your temporal emotions flush you. Dear Natsuki, please…"

"Mr. Krusch, still I am"

"You said it, didn't you? - Leave the rest to me."

"-!"

Krush's pleading eyes capture Subaru and don't let him go.

Would I have spoken such a powerful word? And when he heard it, did Kursh say to Subaru, Fulfill the word?

"Tell me too..."

――――

"Leave the rest to me."

A bitter smile awaited Subaru's words.

Breathtaking, moving his tongue in his thirsty mouth, Subaru meditates quietly.

I didn't think ahead, I was praised for trying to jump to the immediate salvation, and I even had to say something I didn't have to say, so at least...

"Mr. Krusch, you need to get some rest"

"... Natsuki, Dear"

"You can leave the rest to me."

"- Yes."

You have to be able to speak as much as you are asked for and what you are greeted for.

When I heard Subaru's answer, I exhaled as long as Krush had appeased.

Closed eyelids without force is proof that he managed to remain conscious so far with his energy. Soon the exhalation will be low and time will begin for Krusch to fight curse erosion again.

"Bad, Ferris. I have to go, too."

"I... what can I do, okay?

Retake the towel kettle on Krusch and a fine voice on the risen Subaru. This is the first time for Subaru to see a weakened Ferris.

To be honest, I want to keep it on the side of Krush all the time.

But the situation is, Ferris' ability doesn't allow it.

"Your power, I need it. I won't even tell you to leave the city hall. But if anything, the injured man talks about being held accountable here. So, please do that."

"... whoever wants to help the most can't."

"Ferris......"

"Sorry. I said something stupid.... for a while, let us both"

Turn away and Ferris sits in the chair by the bed. Subaru finally tapped that shoulder gently and went straight out of the break room.

It's no different in the hallway than it was when I came in, Wilhelm waiting upright.

"Thank you for your patience with Master Kursch"

Wilhelm speaks to the returning Subaru like that. Was it easy to understand what was inside, or Subaru's face?

"I'm not talking superior about exaggerated thoughts. I'm talking about a breakthrough.... my body, what is it?"

Take on the curse of Krusch, or erosion itself weakens momentum in the first place. If we go back a long time, everything is ambiguous about what will be a witch factor or even 'back to death'.

Can one day see why and settle for those things?

"Let Ferris take care of Mr. Krusch. Once it's all cleared up, I hope I can try again what I just did."

"Is that right arm okay?

"It doesn't look good, though. I wonder if I would wear long sleeves and gloves.... If it's to save one beautiful girl, it means she hasn't gone as far as an indelible wound."

Resistance, but it is also the true meaning of Subaru.

If there's no other solution, you can take on all of Krush's curses. So even if your body is black, let Emilia, Rem, and Beatrice forgive you.

"But it's all about that, too, since we got through this difficulty. Mr. Wilhelm, let's go downstairs. Probably because we're talking about a controlled attack."

Probably the best class this one can prepare.

And then there's the ability and compatibility of each Bishop of the Great Crimes, and the timing of sharing and execution for the offense. We only have about six hours before the deadline demanded by witchcraft.

Lord Subaru, I have a favor to ask you.

"Please?"

Wilhelm pulled over Subaru trying to make it to the stairs. The old swordsman nodded, gazing at the door behind him - in which he is, showing his eyes to guide the Lord,

"If possible, I would ask you to recommend that I be given a role in the annihilation of 'lust'. mutated into superregeneration, after seeing the power of it, I would love to"

"Mr. Krush's revenge, is that what you mean?

"There's that too. But more than that, 'lust' needs you to talk to Master Krush alive about what you did. Be a demon for that, too. I'll chop him down with my sword, and I'll make sure I hear it before I drop my neck."

The exasperation of the sword ghost felt like a heat wave to Subaru.

Anger, swordsmanship, and the hegemony of Wilhelm no less, burn in the Lord's retribution.

"All right, but... are the corpse soldiers okay?

――――

"With your wife, you're the one who knows, right? Whatever you do, it's Mr. Wilhelm who needs to settle."

"Lord Subaru, is there a Reinhardt downstairs?

Wilhelm abruptly interrupted Subaru speaking of concern.

Sniffles, but Subaru snorts. Reinhardt's power is indispensable to the offense. However, it is certain that the matter of the predecessor Kensei will also be a neck for him.

"Would you stop telling Reinhardt about the identity of the corpse soldiers?

"... Huh?

For one thing, the meaning of the request is bewildered without swallowing.

"That's... don't tell him about Mr. Wilhelm's wife, is that what you mean?

"Yeah, that's right. To Reinhardt... I don't want my grandson to see his dead wife. I'm sure that one will blame itself. Nothing else, because of me."

"That's because of Mr. Wilhelm"

I wanted to say no, but Subaru can't speak of it lightly.

Because this morning I was reminded of Heinkel's remarks that destroyed the venue of the regiment.

There is no credibility. But they didn't deny it either.

Wilhelm stuffed Reinhardt as the cause of his wife's death. I was not denied such an unbelievable past.

"Did Lord Subaru know that The Blessing of the Sword Sage is something special?

"... To be honest, there are more things you don't know. Perhaps with the protection that everyone called" Kensei "had, I only recognize that having it can make me awesome and strong, or something like that."

"Approximately, that understanding is not incorrect. It's just that if the only part of" The Protection of the Sword Sage "is different from the rest of the protection… it means it will be handed down"

"Inherited, Protected…"

Wilhelm nodded at Subaru's exhalation.

The old swordsman keeps his eyes closed, as he recalls some painful past.

"Its protection has been passed down from generation to generation, cotton from the time of the first Reid Astrea. The shelter dwells in the blood of the Astrea family and always selects the next generation of sword saints from the clan. My wife's protection was also handed down to Reinhardt."

"That's how, the protection that is handed down in the clan... is that right, is that what this is about? So your wife died, and Reinhardt was blessed."

Something caught Subaru's head trying to understand and convince him.

With the defeat of the predecessor Kensei to the White Whale, his protection was inherited by Reinhardt as a result of his death. It's a painful past, but it can also be described as some kind of legitimate inheritance.

The flow does not conform to the Astrea family's contention this morning.

Wilhelm's mourning, Heinkel's mockery, prevents Reinhardt's silence from somehow preventing his rightful inheritance.

And the answer to that...

"I was in the middle of a battle with the White Whale."

"Wilhelm, …"

"- Reinhardt inherited protection during the great conquest his wife went to. In the battle my wife was abandoned by the sword god and had to take my lord as just one woman"

- That's the truth about the Astrea family split.

The Great Expedition to Crusade the White Whale, in the middle of that battle, shelter was handed down to the next generation. And on the battlefield, he invited the result that the former sword saint would be left behind if he lost his protection.

And his predecessors became lords, and fought warcraft to protect many soldiers - without news.

"I'm not the one who took the sword from my wife. I'm the one who made the sword god-loved wife throw away her sword and make her just a woman. That brings my wife to an end."

――――

"The Sword God did not forgive his wife for betraying herself. What my wife thought when she was deprived of protection on the battlefield and could only rely on the sword she was supposed to have thrown away...... I couldn't accept it. It is true that you packed the Reinhardt where the shelter resides. I could not forgive my grandson for crying over his grandmother's death and just being carried by a fate that was too heavy. Regret, I do."

The regret Wilhelm revealed to Subaru last night - that's the mistake.

Wilhelm mourning his wife's death was not allowed to admit it, even though he knew so, that Reinhardt was not bad. As a result, the Astrea family cracked.

"I don't want to repeat it anymore. Because there is nothing to blame for Reinhardt's death. My grandson blames me for nothing."

Is that why you settle for yourself, without telling Reinhardt?

The heart was painfully figured out in the current story. Even Subaru would like that to happen. But too much Wilhelm carries.

"About Mr. Krusch, about your wife... it's going to crumble, Mr. Wilhelm. And if you keep your mouth shut about the corpse soldiers, you don't know where they'll turn up."

"That's what I'm worried about, Lord Subaru."

"Huh...?

Lacking certainty, Wilhelm shook his head at Subaru for trying to point that out.

And the sword ghost, distorting his expression in a disastrous way, said:

- My wife couldn't have come to see me.